Just as Sheng Shijing was standing there awkwardly, unsure of what to do, he heard his adopted sister's angelic voice. "Brother, I'm over here."
Following the sound, he jerked his head up and saw his adopted sister standing not far away, waving at him with a beaming smile.
She was wearing a long, white down jacket and a pair of leather boots. Her long, silky black hair was tied back in a ponytail.
Sheng Shijing was startled when he saw her. 'Jiaojiao has changed so much!'
The shy, introverted, and girlish adopted sister from his memories was long gone.
In her place stood a breathtakingly beautiful woman.
Her features were exquisite and perfect, and her bright, clear eyes seemed to speak.
She had full lips with a slight upturn at the corners and a high nose bridge. Her cherry-red lips were utterly alluring, and her entire being radiated a youthful vitality.
And this beautiful girl was his adopted sister, the one who had lived with him for eighteen years.
